There’s no good way to start this post. Lizzie Cat is gone.
If you’ve been around the blog for any number of years, you’ll know my home, lovingly referred to as Bedford Manor, is also nicknamed Catford Manor. We had started a column, Life With Lizzie, but didn’t write too much. How could I find time to have her write when I was too busy loving on her?
Lizzie Cat – Welcome Home
Lizzie was more than a pet. She was a piece of me. She was the reason Egyptians worshipped cats. And while I wasn’t going to blog about … read the rest. . .
Hey. How’s it going? Mind if I take a sip of chicory? Thanks. Mm. Good stuff.
So. You’re prob’ly wondering why I haven’t posted much lately. Or you don’t care. In either event, I have a plan to change both. I have a plan, and I have a planner.
It’s no secret I can get a little, well, shall we say, frazzled? [Note to Self: Stop saying fun words five times fast. Just get on with it.]
The more I put on my plate, the more plates I need, and the more I put on them … read the rest. . .
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And Frankly, My Dear . . . That’s all she wrote!